A lone breeze blew its way into the leaves of the trees, making them sigh softly in the clear air. Grass was green, flowers in bloom, and animals frolicked gaily about. The sky, however, was not as generously beautiful as it normally was. No. Half of the sky was a grayish lavender with clouds that were ashen grey, the other side of the sky was a blackish red with cloud that were pitch black. The two skies came and met together at a bridge that separated the two realms or Heaven and Hell.
The bridge was a normal bridge with no significance but to bring the two worlds together. Wooden and full of splinters. Wide and sturdy.
There were two gro